Nicholas p.o.v.
Xenia blinked, noticing my sudden change of topic, " Then we should go,", she retorted," I already cooked your favourite soup."
I smiled, it didn't take me long to pick up all the scattered documents from the table as I could already feel the delicious taste of the perfect sliced vegetables with herbs on my tongue. Normally, I cooked for myself and Xenia. But sometimes when she is in the mood for cooking, she did. And that day, I eat like a barbarian...I am not bragging but her hands literally have magic.
She raised her brow when I gave her all the sustenance budget documents, leaning over the wooden chair, I smirked as Xenia tilted her head like some bird, confusingly glancing between me and the pile of documents those I settled in front of her, " And you will do thi
